Why hello there , I'm glad your back!
Remember that song I made? Well on Easter we had some family show up and after lunch and the kids hunting eggs in the yard, beautiful day for it by the way, I nervously got my guitar and played it for some of the grown ups. It's a humorous song and some laughed and when I was thru they clapped! Yaa!! That made me happy. Then I played another and they liked it also. Woo Hoo. I was kind of nervous and messed up a little but I think I'm the only one who knew it. It was a good day. The Easter bunny brought me a bag of Reese's eggs, they are like the peanut butter cups only in the shape of eggs, I love them.
Today I called and talked to my older brother in Va. We gad a good long talk and compared where we hurt and what's wrong with us and laughed about getting old. He saw a picture of me and my wife in the front yard and commented to me that he really liked our new house, he said if it looks similar to the ones I see in the picture you live in a really nice home. To get a compliment from him really means something as he doesn't give them out very much. I said yeah it's nicer than the one me and him shared in Va. beach and were only paying 50 a month for, but young and single we could do anything we wanted there, it was a very old wood home.
I just bought a humming bird feeder and put it up on my back porch, hope they come around like they did in my last home surrounded by woods. They were a trip to watch. I will let you know.
I took out my chain saw the other day and " trimmed " some bushes by the front of my home, ha ha the trimmer was taking to long and the chain saw really sped things up , they look naked now but will come back I'm sure. It's a nice day out , sunny, about 72 a light breeze blowing and my yard was just cut and weed ate yesterday and looks so good. I cranked up my "67" and drove to town with the windows down and exhaust blarin , it's nice to be alive and able to get about and just kick up your heals sometimes.
I saw a blonde the other day and she decided to face her fears and go riding on a horse.
It was easy for her to get on and she was doing just fine until the horse started to go faster.
She started slipping off the saddle. She couldn’t hold on to the horse and her head started hitting the ground.
She was almost knocked unconscious when the Wal-Mart manager came out and unplugged the machine.
Thanks for reading, happy trails to you.
Friday, April 25, 2014
Friday, April 11, 2014
smiling
Good morning to ya my reader! I'm glad your here to follow my rambling thoughts. Smiling? Yes I am, its a beautiful sunshiny morning at about 50 degrees going to the mid 70's and its Friday and my woman is taking off work early today just because she can, and just now the coffee pot just stopped gurgling and is ready for me to get my first cup from it. I feel like I am on top of the world right now, especially looking out my window upstairs in my man cave over the garage. The air smells fresh and my lawn looks like a guy out of the fifty's with a flat top hair cut and my azaleas & some assorted flowers are blooming. Of course my mood is subject to change darn it, even thou I want it to stay like this. Someone will probably say or do something to screw it up , you know how that goes, sometimes its me that does it! Ha ha.
Well I spent some of my life yesterday playing guitar by myself and putting words on paper to construct a song , most times my mind is like a scrabble board and the words don't connect right or don't make sense. They are there but I just have a hard time dragging them out and putting them together to convey my thoughts into music to maybe get a smile or a tear out of someone that might take the time to listen to me. Well I got a song finally that I felt was good enough to let my best friend hear. I played it last night for her. Yaa, she liked it, I mean she really liked it! She had a bad day that day and was bothered by a lot of things and even cried telling me about some of what was bothering her, So I waited till after we talked and ate supper and she calmed down to a more normal state for her then I got out my guitar and played for her. She smiled. That's all I needed to see, her smile. Then when I was through she laughed and smiled and starting talking about the song .It was worth all the time and effort just to see her smile (her laughing and talking about the song was a bonus which I enjoyed immensely) especially after a day she had where ones mind goes to places and thinks things you don't want to but it does it anyway, you know about that too don't you?
So I still feel good about my success on a new song and can't help but wonder if I might have the opportunity to play it for someone else and they enjoy it also. I like that. I find that is one of my greatest pleasures in life is to make someone smile or feel emotions from my feeble attempts at a song or writing this blog. It don't happen very often as I am just a normal guy and not blessed or gifted like people who hit the big time and make it look so easy. To me it is very hard to come by but I like it when I can do it to some degree.
Aw my coffee tastes good, I wish you were here having a cup of it with me. It is 8oclock brand original flavor with which I make a pot using half decaf and half regular. Too much caffeine wires me. I hear dogs barking in the distance through my open window and a truck's backup alarm going off. Life is going on as it always does. I wonder what it was like 200 years ago to wake up top a new day like today and also wonder what it will be like 200yrs from today. I wonder.
I want to leave you with a smile and happy thought so here is a little story to hopefully achieve that.
A man is terribly overweight, so his doctor puts him on a diet.
"I want you to eat regularly for two days, then skip a day, and repeat this procedure for two weeks," the doctor ordered. "The next time I see you, you'll have lost at least five pounds."
When the man returns, he's lost nearly 20 pounds.
"Why, that's amazing!" the doctor said. "Did you follow my instructions?"
The man nods, "I'll tell you, though, I thought I was going to drop dead that third day."
"From hunger, you mean?" the doc questioned.
"No, from skipping."
Till next time, Happy trails to you!
Well I spent some of my life yesterday playing guitar by myself and putting words on paper to construct a song , most times my mind is like a scrabble board and the words don't connect right or don't make sense. They are there but I just have a hard time dragging them out and putting them together to convey my thoughts into music to maybe get a smile or a tear out of someone that might take the time to listen to me. Well I got a song finally that I felt was good enough to let my best friend hear. I played it last night for her. Yaa, she liked it, I mean she really liked it! She had a bad day that day and was bothered by a lot of things and even cried telling me about some of what was bothering her, So I waited till after we talked and ate supper and she calmed down to a more normal state for her then I got out my guitar and played for her. She smiled. That's all I needed to see, her smile. Then when I was through she laughed and smiled and starting talking about the song .It was worth all the time and effort just to see her smile (her laughing and talking about the song was a bonus which I enjoyed immensely) especially after a day she had where ones mind goes to places and thinks things you don't want to but it does it anyway, you know about that too don't you?
So I still feel good about my success on a new song and can't help but wonder if I might have the opportunity to play it for someone else and they enjoy it also. I like that. I find that is one of my greatest pleasures in life is to make someone smile or feel emotions from my feeble attempts at a song or writing this blog. It don't happen very often as I am just a normal guy and not blessed or gifted like people who hit the big time and make it look so easy. To me it is very hard to come by but I like it when I can do it to some degree.
Aw my coffee tastes good, I wish you were here having a cup of it with me. It is 8oclock brand original flavor with which I make a pot using half decaf and half regular. Too much caffeine wires me. I hear dogs barking in the distance through my open window and a truck's backup alarm going off. Life is going on as it always does. I wonder what it was like 200 years ago to wake up top a new day like today and also wonder what it will be like 200yrs from today. I wonder.
I want to leave you with a smile and happy thought so here is a little story to hopefully achieve that.
A man is terribly overweight, so his doctor puts him on a diet.
"I want you to eat regularly for two days, then skip a day, and repeat this procedure for two weeks," the doctor ordered. "The next time I see you, you'll have lost at least five pounds."
When the man returns, he's lost nearly 20 pounds.
"Why, that's amazing!" the doctor said. "Did you follow my instructions?"
The man nods, "I'll tell you, though, I thought I was going to drop dead that third day."
"From hunger, you mean?" the doc questioned.
"No, from skipping."
Till next time, Happy trails to you!
Friday, April 4, 2014
Death
This has nothing to do with death, I just thought I would grab your attention! ha ha. Ok I won't do it again.
Well I grew a bread , pretty long, the second time in my life I did this but now it is not dark brown anymore. Why grow one? I don't know, I just woke up and didn't want to shave and it started all by itself. I got my wife to take pictures of me the other night, then the next day I went to my barber shop in the old section of downtown where it must be 100 yrs old , a real barber shop even if two women run it now. She cut my shaggy hair short and trimmed the fool out of my bread and mustache. Now for more picts and put them on facebook and see who likes what. Maybe next I shave it all the way off and go back to clean face. I think all the grey on my face makes me look older, if that's possible.
I started walking to keep in shape. I walked at a quick stroll for 1.1 mile around my neighborhood taking about 30 minutes, including a short stop to meet and talk to another person doing the same thing. I found it was kinda fun ,but hard to motivate myself in doing it . Like it's hard to start doing pushups or sit ups. Feels like work and tires you out. So I wonder does it really help anything? I mean do you do them just so you can say you do them? Who really cares if you can do 10 or 15 pushups anyway? Why push your body to stay "in shape" ? Why not just take it easy? I remember my Dad saying people who exercise are all nuts and just wearing their body out, he lived to be 92 after retiring at 54 yrs old and never did anything much again but live his easy life style. So I am not sure what to do really.
One of my granddaughters spent the night over the weekend, second time in a month she has asked to do this. She is really cool and really smart. We don't do anything special but my wife and I sure enjoy her being here. She has changed so much as she grows and matures. It makes me think of how much of life she still has to experience and live and I have already done that and can only look back and think , boy I wish I could do it again. But it makes me happy knowing she is a good one and is going to have a great life, full of wonder and loving people.
I have tried to write some more songs but have failed in the attempt. I tried to sing & play a new one for my wife but she said it was just ok so, I hate to say it but have given up for awhile. I am just not blessed with that talent, nor of singing or guitar playing , but I wish I were. Sometimes I do things hoping someone will really like what I enjoy doing, is that wrong? If so what should I do? I mean if someone you know really sings off tune or just has a bad voice do you tell them to sing anyway just because they want to and you suffer through it smiling at them? See what I mean?
Oh well, time to end this for now, I hope this finds you happy.
Well I grew a bread , pretty long, the second time in my life I did this but now it is not dark brown anymore. Why grow one? I don't know, I just woke up and didn't want to shave and it started all by itself. I got my wife to take pictures of me the other night, then the next day I went to my barber shop in the old section of downtown where it must be 100 yrs old , a real barber shop even if two women run it now. She cut my shaggy hair short and trimmed the fool out of my bread and mustache. Now for more picts and put them on facebook and see who likes what. Maybe next I shave it all the way off and go back to clean face. I think all the grey on my face makes me look older, if that's possible.
I started walking to keep in shape. I walked at a quick stroll for 1.1 mile around my neighborhood taking about 30 minutes, including a short stop to meet and talk to another person doing the same thing. I found it was kinda fun ,but hard to motivate myself in doing it . Like it's hard to start doing pushups or sit ups. Feels like work and tires you out. So I wonder does it really help anything? I mean do you do them just so you can say you do them? Who really cares if you can do 10 or 15 pushups anyway? Why push your body to stay "in shape" ? Why not just take it easy? I remember my Dad saying people who exercise are all nuts and just wearing their body out, he lived to be 92 after retiring at 54 yrs old and never did anything much again but live his easy life style. So I am not sure what to do really.
One of my granddaughters spent the night over the weekend, second time in a month she has asked to do this. She is really cool and really smart. We don't do anything special but my wife and I sure enjoy her being here. She has changed so much as she grows and matures. It makes me think of how much of life she still has to experience and live and I have already done that and can only look back and think , boy I wish I could do it again. But it makes me happy knowing she is a good one and is going to have a great life, full of wonder and loving people.
I have tried to write some more songs but have failed in the attempt. I tried to sing & play a new one for my wife but she said it was just ok so, I hate to say it but have given up for awhile. I am just not blessed with that talent, nor of singing or guitar playing , but I wish I were. Sometimes I do things hoping someone will really like what I enjoy doing, is that wrong? If so what should I do? I mean if someone you know really sings off tune or just has a bad voice do you tell them to sing anyway just because they want to and you suffer through it smiling at them? See what I mean?
Oh well, time to end this for now, I hope this finds you happy.
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